Personally, I love my ruts. I have learned from experience, ruts aren’t good for me in the long run. Even though I pretty much despise the concept of change, I know change is good.
I got a little addicted to shaking up my world for a while. When things began to feel stagnant, I seemed to find some aspect of my life to change up a bit. It worked very well me. Until it didn’t. Then I went running for safety and I have been hanging out there ever since.
I love my little life. My life where my work comes to me each and every week day morning and leaves around supper time each and every week day evening. It is a relatively predictable life. Considering I run a daycare from my home, it has become unbelievably stable. There have been few shake-ups in my daycare world since its re-inception a few years ago.
But times, they are a-changin’.
Everything has been running on schedule. People come when they tell me they are going to come. People leave when I expect them to go. I am given notice when schedules change. And (drum roll please) – I get paid. The same amount, each month. No matter what. Stability like this in the daycare world is rare. I cannot believe my good fortune.
I knew things were going to change. A new one-year-old was to start in November. One of my families was leaving on maternity leave in December. Another new one-year-old was to begin coming in January. I was going to transition from three children, to four. Slow and easy.
Then the phone rang.
A dad was desperately seeking daycare. The family came to meet me that very night. They started the next morning. I am not located in a convenient location for them. But at the end of her first day he said, “As long as she’s happy, it doesn’t matter”.
That very night (at 9:59 p.m.) I thought I knew what to expect the next day. At 10:00 p.m., I received a text. My three-year-old who was not due to be back until the following week, would be here bright and early the next morning. When they arrived, I received more news. They would be moving to Winnipeg at the end of the month.
How did our new little girl find us before I knew how much we needed her? She came into our home and it was like we had been waiting for her all along. The toy room was filled with a play kitchen and doll-tending area drew her into our world like this space was created just for her.
I wasn’t sure what I was doing when I said ‘Yes’ to this new family. I was afraid I had taken on too much. I wondered how I would manage with all of the change in the air.
I didn’t know how this would work out in the end. Somehow I knew it would. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind.
Change. It isn’t easy. But it is necessary. Go with the flow of changes within your world. Sit and wait. You will see how well things manage to work out in the end.
“It all works out in the end. If it hasn’t worked out, it is not yet the end” ~ The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel